The Fairytale Life of Doris McQueen [#1] ✓

FIVE

Chapter 5

"Pinkie Peskerton's Fairy Town?" Doris looked up at the wood post that announced the fact in faded golden lettering. "Sounds so fake. Why are we here again?"

Adam puffed up his chest, "Because I'm awesome and I have great detective skills. Also, because Google told me."

"No," said Gemima. Her wings were out as no humans were around. She looked very happy. Doris kept looking at her wings. She wished half-faeries had wings too. They were so beautiful. At least she could make ice. Not very well but anything was better than nothing. "We are here because this is Pesky Pinkie's place. This town is a small faerie kingdom. Laurine's family kingdom? Did you two doze off when I was explaining that?" Gemima's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

Doris and Adam looked at twenty-something year old Gemima. Frankly, her youth makeover spooked them. Who wouldn't get spooked seeing an old granny figure suddenly become young and wear spaghetti tops and short shorts?

"Stop ogling at me," Gemima sighed and fiddled with her necklace. "Let's go and get your glass slippers."

Pinkie Peskerton's Fairy Town was a small town surrounded by a large forest. It was said to be uninhabited and nobody from anywhere around would escort the trio any further than the main road. The reason for this behaviour was that the town was supposed to be haunted and weird things happened there. Nobody said anything but this just confirmed that faeries were there.

Gemima, with her lifelong experience, had informed Doris that the town and the forest was an old faerie kingdom and to prevent humans from poking and prying the faeries played 'small joke and pranks...nothing awful'. Laurine, yes our very own sadistic Court Officer Laurine, used to rule the kingdom till some decades ago. Then, her brother, the rightful owner of the throne, had become ready for the throne and she had been booted out.

In the 1850s, Pinkie the faerie had opened the place for humans by advertising it as a fairy-roleplay town. The fairy town had closed when some faeries had murdered a group of humans for fun (and their hearts). Hearts were great nutrition for faeries it seemed. This was also the reason why the Court awarded the death sentence by removal of hearts. These hearts were then donated to faerie hospitals. Cringe-worthy, right?

According to Adventure4ever's blog, that Adam had read online, the ghost town had a castle in the middle and if you looked into one of the dusty windows, four ghost-guards stood around a tall glass case inside which lay Cinderella's Glass Slippers. They had tried contacting the blogger but he wasn't replying their emails. His three friends, who had accompanied him on the dare to explore the ghost town, had not made it out alive.

Gemima had explained, "The ghost-town effect is an easy spell. You spread it over an area and every non-faerie will see ghosts instead of faeries. There are other effects too. Instead of new building the intruders will see run-down, crumbling ruins. Small animals would seem gigantic monsters. It's pretty funny. Hilarious actually. Little humans running on their podgy feet. I'm sure this boy Adventure4ever, or whatever his name is, was also killed. The present family is very strict. No pesky humans should know their whereabouts."

"Okay, that's enough," Adam had said. He got upset when Gemima talked about humans as if they were insignificant insects or worse.

"Oh shut up," Gemima had laughed.

Right now they were walking inside the town. The forest was clearing away when Adam screeched, "What is that?"

Doris followed his pointing finger. There was a girl there. Oh wait, she had pale blue wings. A faerie, no doubt. She was looking at them.